If I am to you as you are to me,
Then romance is all fine and dandy.
Unless I am to you as you are to me
And to Tyler, Patricia, and Sandy.
Category Archives: Poetry
Romance : Straightforward :: Life : Simple
No Happiness, Please
Served with happiness?
Oh, no thank you.
No happiness for me.
It’s not that I don’t like it – no.
See, I have an allergy.
Even the slightest little drop
Is a positive guarantee
Of feeling awful afterwards, so, please,
No happiness for me.
Could you have it taken out?
Perhaps “served pensively”?
No, no, that simply will not work –
It’s just as bad with glee.
Moderation? Yes, I’ve tried before.
No, abstinence is key.
I’d rather feel a little down
Than endure that misery
(And though I’ve heard it often said
There’s rarely company).
No. No, if that’s served with happiness,
I’ll simply stick with tea.
A Stray Thought
I had a thought this morning –
It was a good one, too –
But I had other duties planned,
Other things to do.
And so I set the thought aside
For later (or so I thought).
Unfortunately, between now and then
My thought I quite forgot.
Now, later turns to never –
Or at least to “not today” –
For how can I complete a thought
When like a sheep it strays away?
Existential Insomnia
There comes a time when I’ve stayed up so long
The lights in the room start to spin.
They blur around me. Time passes me by,
Or maybe I pass by with it
And return to my body in a dizzying rush –
No balance, no motor control –
And wonder, Did I take the first step toward magic
Or just loose a tether to my soul?
Pandora’s Plight
Hovering, harmful and heavenly,
Over our souls,
Promising what may (or may not)
Ever come true.
twytte 